A Public Outing and Orgasm

You sit in your royal landau carriage, the top down so that all your adoring public can see you ride through the city. Riders upon the horses that pull the carriage and for all the word you are the image of the crown itself. The firstborn of their late King and currently ruling Queen. Your personal guards flank the carriage upon their steeds but the way has already been cleared ahead of you and you move at a steady, leisurely pace. This is as much a day out for the public, a sudden appearance by their own Princess, as it is for you.

You wave and smile at them as you have been taught to and done more times than you can even remember. But beyond your royal composure, there is a lot going on that they are completely unaware of. Beneath your dress, under your multiple petticoats, not only are you without panties but your handmaiden, Ash, is between your perfect thighs.

Her cheek brushes against your leg and you tremble as her tongue laps at your lower lips. What would normally be an act of submission, kneeling before another, tasting them on their tongue is anything but when it comes to Ash. She eats you out, knowing you cannot falter. Knowing you have to maintain your composure. So many eyes on you. It makes it even harder.

You take the deepest breaths you dare in that tight corset while she teases you with her mouth. Her finger tips tickling along your thighs, before she grasps your legs and pushes them open further to better access your pussy. Her touch is so gentle, and yet unyielding. She has you at her mercy and she makes sure you know it.

"Ash please…" you moan under your breath as you fight the urge to lock your legs around her head.

"More?" She whispers back to you as she pulls away from your leaking lips. "Or do you want me to stop?" You simply whimper, unsure of which is worse, for her to leave you like this or to keep going. "I'll take that as more. And since you said please…"

Before you can answer her, she is back upon you. Her tongue finally delving between your lips and making you feel faint. Waves of pleasure course through you. Your legs tremble and your body aches as she eats you out. You give it everything you have just to maintain composure. Your wave becomes more stiff and jittery as your smile becomes almost comically large just to stop you from opening your mouth to scream. Your eyes are so wide they feel like they are going to pop out of your skull.

Only years of harsh etiquette training allow you to maintain this. Any other time and you would break. But your people are here, watching. People of all ages in the streets waving and singing your praises. You are beloved. A jewel upon the kingdom's crown. A symbol of their unity. They adore and think the world of you. How disappointed they would be in you if they knew what was happening before their very eyes.

Your imagination runs wild with ridiculous fantasies. Their love, turning to hatred at the betrayal of their image of you. The praise they sing you, turning to sneers and humiliating jeers. Words of degradation being flung at you. Talking of what a slut and whore you are. Calling you the Slut Princess or the Royal Whore. You, becoming a symbol of lust rather than love. Your image forever tarnished.

Your breath catches as your thighs clench hard around Ash. She holds you steady and redoubles her effort. There is no point begging her to stop now. You couldn't form the words if you tried and you don't know if you even want her to… you slap your hand over your mouth and bite the back of your palm. You're cumming.

You can feel tears welling in your eyes as your lower body shakes like a leaf in the wind. You hold your breath as you tense so hard your vision blurs. You somehow manage to remain seated as you cum your brain out, raining down upon Ash as she continues to eat you out through your orgasm. You feel light headed as you finally calm down. Your face flushed and your lungs burning as you struggle to breath in that damn corset.

You remove your hand from your face and put on a smile as you wave at the public. Some of them look at you with concern but that leaves their faces at your smile and wave. Thankfully, the carriage has reached the edge of the city and soon you are admitted through the gates and out into the countryside. People no longer gawk at you and you let your smile fade away as your body collapses back onto the seat.

"We're not far out Your Royal Highness," Zee'al, captain of your guards, says as he rides up alongside you. His tanned, handsome face smiling at you through the open front of his helmet. "You look beat… must be hard to keep up that sort of public face for so long." You nod your head as you adjust your sitting position, not as ridged as before but not slumped down like you just were. "Where's Ash?"

"She's um…" You stumble over your words only to bite your bottom lip as you feel Ash moving about beneath your dress. She ducks out and you gasp.

"Just attending to a little wardrobe malfunction for Her Highness," Ash states as she stands back up, her face glistening with your juices. "How do your shoes fit now?"

"Mu… much better," you stutter. How is Ash this good at lying? She smiles at you and you blush as you glance away.

"Good. We're entering your ancestral lands now so no need to worry about observers. The forest wardens will have kept them away," Zee'al informs you with a nod before glancing at Ash. "Your face is… damp."

"You try being under several layers of petticoats and not breaking a sweat," Ash says boldly, shaking her head.

"Here," Zee'al says, producing a handkerchief and passing it to her while remaining perfectly balanced upon his horse at pace with the carriage. "I am going to have the riders pick up the pace so hang on."

"Thanks," Ash says, dabbing herself dry of your juices and then to your horror passes it back to Zee'al, who pockets it.

"No problem Mi'lady," Zee'al says with a nod before looking at you. "My Highness." He somehow manages a seated bow upon his horse. "Signal if you need anything." You nod and he rides forward, gesturing to the other riders to pick up the pace, as they turn off the main road and onto a forested path.

The carriage rumbles down the rougher road almost in time with your racing heart. "Well that was fun," Ash giggles as she sits down next to you. "I can't believe you remained silent throughout that."

"It was not easy… did you have to make me cum right then and there? Could you not have waited till…" you say as you gesture around at the much quieter scenery.

"You could have asked… begged even," Ash says with a smirk. "Not saying I would have listened… but you didn't say anything. You wanted to cum in front of your adoring public."

Your lips remain firmly closed but your eyes nervously glance down to your hands in your lap. Did you want that? Maybe. Had you fantasised about it? So many times. Hell, you had thought about more than just that… you bite your bottom lip and close your eyes as the carriage keeps rumbling onwards. Fuck… you just came and you are already horny again. What is wrong with you?